To a high-level Cultivator, thousands of miles are but a few steps.
Therefore, despite Bei Mingyuan's unhurried pace, his immense power allowed him to reach the fourth level of the Ancient Tomb in just a few breaths. There, he came face-to-face with Black and White Impermanence, who had come up from the level below.
"Ah, what fine treatment. The Peking University Demon Lord himself has come out to greet us." Bai Qi laughed heartily. "No, perhaps this lowly god should address you as Demon Lord?"
"With Black and White Impermanence gracing me with their joint presence, I naturally couldn't be too presumptuous." Bei Mingyuan's expression was cold and detached. At this point, there was no need to hide his identity or status, so he even changed his form of address.
A single glance revealed two other people following closely behind Black and White Impermanence.
